Roanoke College - Rawenoch Yearbook (Salem, VA)

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world outside that didn't know or care that you'd been President of the Student Body, editor of the Brackezy-Ark, Most Attractive Girl, or a Fraternity Sweet- heart . . . you feared tomorrow and you welcomed it. It had been a good party . . . all four years . . . with a lot of laughs . . . a few tears. You wanted to leave . . . but you hated to say good-bye. You were leaving your youth behind . . . But there is no one who leaves, who does not leave some part of himself, however small, behind . . . initials on a desk . . . a professor's nickname . . . an annual for the Class of '60 to laugh at. Yet, these, too, pass . . '. desks are changed . . . professors fade into immortality . . . annuals yellow. Tomorrow we will be- long to Roanokeis Yesterday. But, for us, the cherry trees will always be blooming . . . the bull session will never end . . . there will always be a boy and girl on the Library steps . . . Henry's bell will ring eternally . . . as long as there is the kalei- doscope of memory to be turned over and over. -:if 21 lie

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. Miclsf the Curling Smoke As the days of our college life lengthen into years, as the bitter-sweet touch of memory paints the pictures brighter, more glamorous than they really were, we will wish that we could recapture for a time the dream that was our youth . . . It was a good beginning, the Fall of ,4I . . . there were football games . . . dances . . . corsages . . . dresses that swished . . . stag lines . . . the full moon shining on the Ad Building . . . fraternity parties . . . the way you felt when you wore your pledge pin . . . It was all there, everything that you'd dreamed about. And then one day you stood in the Gym Store, listening to the broadcast from Congress, hearing your country marching to battle . . . boys that were your friends left . . . some of them never to return. But still this wonderful life Went on . . . more parties . . . exams . . .your first A and your first flunk . . . and you bragged more about the flunk. There was the magic of spring in Virginia . . . the inevitable love affair . . . the one that was to last for always . . . the one that didn't . . . Centennial . . . Sid Weinsteinls great annual . . . Hal Leonard at Finals . . . It was a great life if you didn't weaken. You were a Sophomore . . . wise fool . . . you were on the inside now. . . ratting was your favorite indoor sport . . . you told the Freshmen what courses to take . . . what professors to avoid . . . who to date . . . you worried yourself sick over rushing. You were a big shot. . . you smoked your first cigaret . . . drank your first bottle of beer . . . you didnit like either . . . but it was mad fun . . . it was sharp . . . it was smooth. You thought that the Green Hornets were too dreadful for words but as the men students began to leave in droves, the Naval Air Corps Cadets became pretty nice fellows. You kissed dozens of boys good-bye . . . you were engaged . . . you stayed up all night at Finals . . . you cried at Commencement. Life was here today and gone tomorrow. You were a Junior . . . cynical . . . slightly bitter . . . you laughed about the Nunnery . . . plunged into campus politics that were so fierce, so personal, so im- portant . . . so easily forgotten. You battled the Administration . . . to no avail. The Freshmen were The Kids . . . Cadets were King. You determined to be a career woman . . . but spent hours in Normanis listening to I'll Be Seeing You, and Writing V-Mail . . . You were discouraged and hopeful . . . you were sophisti- cated and naive . . . you knew your way around but you still got lost once in a while. Life was Hell. The Fall of ,44 . . . you were that nearly extinct creature, a Senior . . . there was a lump in your throat as you sang the Alma lVIater at Opening Convocation . . . resplendent in your cap and gown. Life suddenly became very real, very earnest. The dim realization began to dawn on you that there was a great big -fag 20

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